6 years ago
Friday, November 5, 2010
Sometimes It Can't Get Worse
Alright. It could. But it isn't likely. You had some fruit snacks. So they tasted like dirt. They were still fruit snacks. You even got to see some friends. Sure maybe you can only see them and not actually do anything with them but they were there. In the belly of that steel beast. There's even a palm tree. So it happens to look like it's going to die. It hasn't yet. They're even coming again. It may not be ideal but there's no pizza this time, no silence, no white lines, no faking your death. Okay so maybe there wasn't pizza last time either but those other things? Really not there. Saddle up. Never mind what's coming in a few hours. Just keep on jivin'. You filled your quota anyway. What you don't know might not be up there. What you do know mightn't be either. Here's to not getting your coloreds and whites mixed up. No. Here's to not emptying the contents of an entire pen on that sweet white shirt you just bought. I'm gonna eat some homespun lasagna. I already spent 32 bucks on fresh sole. These last three minutes are going to be a great day.
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